Page 48 of Let Me Love You
She glided her hands up his slick torso, over his neck until she sank her fingers into his wet hair, pulling him into her. The kiss wasn’t gentle or endearing. It was a kiss between two people who had the need to become one.
“Make love with me, Ren. Please.” She wrapped her legs around his waist, rubbing her core against his raging hard on. He dropped his head back, breaking their connection and trying to catch his breath. Time. They’d waited long enough. He needed her. Otherwise, he might not survive the day.
“I’m not going to say no to you.” He huffed. “I can’t.” He leaned forward and trailed kisses down the side of her slick neck.
“Thank God.” She circled her hips against him. He bit into the flesh of her neck, nuzzling her there. She yelped.
“Let’s get inside.” He pulled her away from the pool wall, but she shook her head.
“Right here. I want you right here.”
“I don’t have a condom.” His breath pumped out of him in harsh bursts. He didn’t want to lose the moment going into her bedroom to grab a condom out of her nightstand drawer.
“I want you without one.” She clung to his shoulders and hoisted up. She lashed his bottom lip with her tongue, then bit him. He growled and slammed her back against the pool wall again.
He’d never had sex without a condom. His buddies told him how amazing it could be without protection, but he never wanted to run the risk of pregnancy or disease. He’d been saving himself in that way for the woman he fell in love with and here she was, offering herself to him. His heart squeezed with emotion.
He untied the halter part of her bikini top, letting the minuscule cloth fall forward and revealing her gorgeously pert breasts. Dusty pink nipples pebbled, begging for attention as cold water dripped from him on to her. He pulled one into his mouth, lashing with his tongue and sucking until her begging became incomprehensible. Then he gave the other breast the same treatment.
She writhed against him, her warm core creating too much friction against his erection. If he didn’t get inside her soon, he’d explode in his swimming trunks. Releasing her nipple, he untied his trunks, freeing his cock. He slid a finger between her legs, pushing her bottoms to the side and slipping a finger into her heat.
“Fuck.” She tensed, and her pussy clamped down on him.
“Are you sure about this?” His words came out in a hiss. “I need to know now.”
“Yes.”
That was all he needed to hear. He wasn’t concerned with anything else. Stacey would never put herself in a position she didn’t want to be in. And he was sure he wanted this. Never been surer of anything in his life.
They’d waited. Two months without sex. They’d taken things slow after barreling full-speed. He’d wanted to be sure she understood his intent. They’d never been only about sex. He’d proven his point. But the time had come.
He slid her bikini bottoms to the side, lined his cock up with her opening, and slammed home. They groaned simultaneously. Stacey arched her back, her eyes hooded, and her mouth parted. He knew he wore the same face of ecstasy. Every nerve inside came alive like a bolt of electricity zinged through him. He felt everything. Every touch. Every breath. Every droplet of water. Every inch of her wrapped around him. Warmth washed over him, making his vision fuzzy and his head woozy. The most beautiful experience of his life.
“Oh. My. God.” He punched out the words with his breath. He couldn’t even begin to describe the sensation of being so deep inside her, the feel of her skin against him, the way they felt joined like one. Nothing between them. Incredible. They’d just taken sex to an entirely new level for him. He’d struggle to go back to condoms with her after this.
“It’s so good.” Stacey moaned. She rocked her hips forward.
“You feel like heaven.” He thrust into her, pulled out, and thrust back in again. Their bodies moved in unison, each seeking to give pleasure. He kissed her everywhere, her forehead, nose, lips, neck, breasts. He needed to be in contact with her in as many ways as possible.
“I’m going to come.” She fluttered her eyes open. “Make me come.”
He gripped her hip with one hand, holding her in place as he fucked her with all he had. The pool water sloshed and splashed around them. He slid his other hand between her breasts and down her abdomen, making his way to the little bundle of nerves that would take her over the edge.
“Come all over me, baby.” He flicked his thumb over her clit and she exploded, belting out his name. Her core clenched around his cock, drawing him deeper into her. “Fuck.”
He stood on the precipice of the most amazing orgasm of his life. Her tightness coaxed him over the edge. The thought of emptying his seed inside her, staking his claim over this woman who owned every part of him, edged him off the cliff, and he burst.
Light flashed behind his eyes like fireworks. He lost control of his hips as they ground into her at a rapid pace, rubbing out every last ounce of pleasure. Once every tremor shook free of their bodies, he wrapped her in his arms and held her tight, her head resting on his shoulder and her arms strewn around his neck. He lowered into the water, rinsing the sweat from their skin. He could hold her like this forever. Nothing had ever felt so comfortable and content.
After several minutes of heavy breathing and heartbeats returning to normal, Stacey leaned back and stared at him. Her eyes brimmed with emotion.
“What?”
“I wasn’t sure I’d ever feel this way. I felt empty and lonely for so long. You breathed life back into me. You’ve given me back my confidence. Made me feel whole.” She caressed his jaw. “I love you. So. Much.”
No one would ever call him emotional. He rarely cried, though Stacey had brought him to tears before. This time was different. The tears welling in his eyes weren’t from fear of losing her. No. These were from an overwhelming amount of happiness.
“You have no idea what hearing those words means to me.” He dipped his head and kissed her gently on the lips. A tear escaped down his cheek.
